Page 9 of Righteous Enforcer
"Give me the exact location. Every detail you have."
I leave the interrogation room with my mind fracturing in a thousand directions.
Dmitri’s blood stains my knuckles, but he lives… for now.
My body moves on autopilot while my thoughts spiral into chaos.
Eva’s alive.
The elevator ascends, and hope wants to rise with it, but instead, anger does.
She let me believe she was dead.
Let me bury her.
Let me drown in grief and become something darker than before.
If Dmitri speaks the truth, she's been alive these years while I've been dead inside.
I check my watch. It’s still morning. Alessandro is probably in his office, once our father’s office. I need to discuss this with him.
If Ivan thinks Eva knows something about us, she’s in danger. So why not come to me?
I shake my head. The point is, what does Ivan think Eva knows? And is it even about us?
The only way to know is to find her before Ivan does.
And I need to know why. I need to look into her eyes when she explains why she disappeared.
Alessandro will send someone to investigate. That’s if he feels the information is credible.
But as I step out of the elevator, I’ve made the decision that I’ll verify the information myself.
If Eva Santoro breathes, I will find her.
And God help anyone who stands in my way.
3
ADRIANO
Alessandro's office is a shrine to control.
Organized files, neatly stacked papers, not a pen out of place.
Sometimes, I wonder if he thinks our father is going to walk in and judge the way he runs the family business starting with the upkeep of our father’s old desk.
But our father isn’t here.
He was killed by the Bratva, the murder that started this war that Alessandro has been working his ass off to end, not through violence but through negotiations.
Unfortunately, the Vasilievs don’t want peace. They want the Dante business.
Alessandro looks up when I enter. "The Bratva man talked?" He sets down his pen.
I close the door. "Eva's alive."
There’s a miniscule tilt of his head, a furrowing of his brow.
